Hiding Behind This Mask

I am mostly happy, But sometimes I hide behind that. I act like I'm happy, But inside I'm crying. Sometimes I let it slip-out, That first tear leads to what seem Like a never ending flow. Yes, I know it's wrong to wear a mask, But if I didn't and you knew the real me, Would you still be by my side?

Subscribe

Get Teen Ink’s 48-page monthly print edition. Written by teens since 1989.